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letra de motto - hunnie lyhvie

imma f-ckin lady, you don’t get it do ya?
type of money everybody acting like they knew ya
go uptown, bossier city biiitch
some puerto rician guy love me like i’m aventura
tell aunt niecy i’m out in miami too
clubbing hard, f-ckin’ men ain’t much to do
wrist blancpain, got a condo up in biscayne
still getting brain from a thang, ain’t sh-t changed
how you feel? how you feel? how you feel?
twenty five sittin’ on 25 mil uhh
i’m in the building and i’m feeling myself
rest in peace mac dre, i’mma do it for the bay, okay
getting paid well holla wen ever that stop
my team good, we don’t really need a mascot
tell tune “light one, p-ss it like a relay”
ymcmb you n-ggas more ymca
me, nicki, marley marl at the cribbo
shout goes out to niko, j and chubbs, shout to gibbo
we got santa margarita by the liter
she know even if im f-ckin with her, i don’t really need her
aohhh, that’s how you feel man?
that’s really how you feel?
cause the pimpin’ ice cold, all these b-tches wanna chill
i mean maybe she won’t
then again maybe she will
i can almost guarantee she know the deal
real n-gga w-ssap

[hunnie – chorus]
now he want a photo
you already know though
you only live once: that’s the motto n-gga yolo
we bout it every day, every day, every day
like we sittin’ on the bench, n-gga we don’t really play
every day, every day, f-ck what anybody say
can’t seem em cause the money in the way
real b-tches w-ssup?

[shefni]
one, time f-ck one time
i’m calling all 304’s out like the umpire
seven, grams in the blunt
dat boy almost drowned in my p-ssy so he swam into my b-tt
it’s eastside, we in this b-tch
wish a b-tch would like a tree in this b-tch
and if a leaf fall put some weed in that b-tch
that’s my mo add a b to that sh-t
i’m f-cked up, torn down
i’m twisted: door kn-b
talk stupid, off with your head!
n-gga money talks and mr ed!
i’m so young money got a drum on the gun
energizer bunny
funny how hunnie ain’t sweet like sugar
ain’t sh-t sweet b-tches on the street like hookers
sl!ck rick tongue kiss me other my tongue
skeet skeet skeet: water gun
oh my god, hunnie look at your b-tt!tunechi

[hunnie chorus]
now he want a photo
you already know though
you only live once: that’s the motto n-gga yolo
we bout it every day, every day, every day
we sittin on the bench, n-gga we don’t really play
every day, every day, f-ck what anybody say
can’t seem em cause the money in the way
real n-gga w-ssup w-ssap w-ssap

- hunnie lyhvie

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